The guilty undertaker sighs, The lonesome organ grinder cries, And the silver saxophones say I should refuse you. The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn, But it's not that way, I wasn't born to lose you. Honey, I want you, Baby, I want you, Honey, I want you so bad Honey, I want you The drunken politician leaps Upon the street where the mothers weep And the saviors who are fast asleep, They wait for you. And I wait for them to interrupt Me drinkin' from that broken cup And ask me to Open up the gate for you. Honey, I want you, Baby, I want you, Honey, I want you so bad Honey, I want you Now all my fathers, they've gone down True love they've been without it All their daughters put me down 'Cause I don't think about it. I return to the Queen of Spades Talk with my chambermaid She knows that I'm not afraid To look at her She is good to me There's nothing there that she doesn't see She knows just where I'd like to be But it don't matter. Cause I want you, Baby, I want you, Honey, I want you so bad Baby, I want you Now your dancing child in his Chinese suit, He spoke to me and I took his flute. Yeah, I wasn't very cute to him Was I? But I did it though because he lied Because he took you for a ride Because time was on his side Because I . . . Because I want you, Baby I want you, Honey I want you so bad, Honey I want you. Baby I want you, You know I want you so bad